there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
it is hopeful
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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no like which do people call me
autonomy of learning
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
hello reader,
you cannot feed someone truth
yeah
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
its performative
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